A Blast From The Past (Jungkook FF 21+)

chapter 9 🔞

Y/n pov

Jin had organized a get-together with me and the guys at the Kim household. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought he just wanted an excuse to throw another party. I had never seen Jane so thrilled, though. I was glad she was enjoying herself. She finally got to be around Taehyung outside that damn office building. I noticed that Taehyung was also enjoying her company. These days in Seoul had been eventful but not half bad, and I really was wondering why I was so reluctant on not getting back before, until I saw that reason manifesting himself before me.

JK pov

As soon as I saw the gates open, I knew it was her. I couldn't stay put, I needed to see her, talk to her, alone. I needed to convince her to stay in Seoul. I had no idea how, though. The time was tight, and according to the schedule, she would be leaving in a few days. With too many thoughts buzzing in my head, I hadn't noticed Namjoon approaching me. I knew they were just friends, and in Y/n case, it was true, but I also knew that Namjoon still had lingering feelings towards her. It still stirred this crazy jealousy inside me.
"Welcome, my love." She was clearly caught by surprise, and Namjoon didn't comment on it.
"Hi, Kookie. How are you?" She greeted me back, slightly smiling at me.
"Hi, Y/n. Please, come in. You already know the way, I believe." Namjoon said to her, and she just smiled back at him.
"Thanks for having me. And, I didn't think I'd say this, but it's really good to be back. I have really missed you, all of you." She stressed that last part, and I smiled to myself like a teenager. Baby steps.
"Ah, Y/n'ya, how is your dad doing?" I said, only to notice Namjoon give her a side-look, and Y/n trying to avoid his glare. It felt as if they were having a silent conversation in which I wasn't welcomed. My head was really starting to overthink, and I was barely holding back my jealousy when Y/n said.
"He's better, thank you for asking."
Namjoon's eyes didn't leave her for one second, but when I turned around to look at him, he pretended to look around. I knew something was off from the way Y/n was avoiding my stare this whole time. She did that when she lied about something. I still could read her face, even after all these years.

Mature content ahead

Y/n pov

I excused myself and went to the bathroom without noticing I was being followed. As I entered and was about to close the door behind me, right in that moment, I saw a foot blocking the door open. Jungkook entered and locked the door.
"Kookie, what are you doing here?" I asked with a bit of annoyance in my voice.
"I needed to be alone with you. I've wanted to be alone with you all evening. It was killing me."
I didn't expect him to crush his body over mine, and I found myself trapped between his body and the bathroom vanity. I could see him behind me from the big mirror in front of us. He fisted my hair in his grip and twirled them into a ponytail to gain better access to the nape of my neck. My breath hitched as he pulled it a bit too harshly. His lips found my neck without any resistance on my part. His smirk widened when he saw he was good to go. He started to suck hard on it, like a man deprived of his favorite food for a long time. Where his mouth left a spot, it was immediately followed by deep pink hickeys that would turn out purple  the next day. He wanted to make sure to let everyone know he had claimed me once again. And, I didn't stop him. I didn't want to. My mind stopped collaborating as soon as I felt Kookie's familiar touch on my skin. His lips were like balm for my poor aching body that has been calling for him since he showed up.
"You smell so good, baby." He said, clearly aroused.
"Do you like me touching you right now?" He asked, looking at me through the mirror while biting the lobe of my right ear painfully slowly. He had a wicked smile on his face, a smile that still made me weak on my knees. And it was doing wonders to my insides. I was barely able to nod to what he said, I was dripping wet already.
"Tsksksk... words, baby. I wanna hear you say it." He started to unzip my dress as he held my hair with his other hand.
"I love your hands on me, Kookie." It was all I managed to say. He smiled, clearly satisfied with my answer.
"That's my girl." As he stripped me out of my dress, I realized he was also stripping me of my ability to say "no" to him. His fingers brushed the skin of my back as he took his time to get rid of the fabric that separated my skin from the warmth of his hands. The first moments of embarrassment long gone, leaving its place to the basic need that started pooling in between my legs.  I suddenly felt exposed, and the instinct told me to cover myself, but Jungkook grabbed both my wrists in his hand and pinned them on my back, holding them tight.
"It's nothing I haven't seen, baby. I'm a starved man. You've deprived me of my everything." Honey voiced Jungkook would make me do anything he asked me to. But, there was also an edge of anger in his voice. He kept holding both my wrists in one hand, and with the other, he unhooked my bra.
"I missed my beautiful tits so damn much." I hated myself for feeling so weak for him. I foolishly thought I could resist him when, with just a touch, my willpower disintegrated. He ran his finger over my breast softly. When it arrived to the tip of my breast, he pinched the nipple hard, earning himself a shameless moan. Content with my reaction, he did the same with the other. Then, freeing his other hand, he cupped them both in his big hands and roughly squeezed them, making me flinch in pleasure. At that point, I was leaning back with my head resting on his shoulder. He rolled his index fingers all around my nipples and then pinched them hard, again and again. In vain, I tried to suppress a treacherous moan that had already left my lips.
"Are you still trying to resist me, Y/n'nie? Huh?! Don't you want to be my good girl again?!" He pinched both nipples so hard, making me let out a scream. I was already losing my sanity, and he had barely started. He knew degrading kink, and his dirty mouth did things to me and was using them darn well. When I least expected it, he slapped my pussy, a hard slap; and then another one. I flinched at the sensation.
"You're already so wet. You panties are soaking wet. I bet I could make you cum without having to take them off." I didn't want to give the bastard the satisfaction of seeing me at his mercy.
"You sure about that... Sir?!" I challenged him as I stared straight into the mirror, meeting his gaze.
"You've become such a respected woman for everyone out there but little do they know what a needy little slut you are for me. You like it when I do that, don't you?! Huh, baby?!" He spanked my pussy again and I moaned.
"Now tell me, sweetheart. Has anyone else dared to touch you here?" He sounded so calm and dangerous. While one hand was cupping my jaw in a tight grip, the other was was swiping my panties up and down my clit.
"Fucking answer me!" His hand moved from my jaw to my throat in a second. I shook my head, not being able to say anything that made sense. I was a moaning mess.
"Words!" He spanked my ass cheek hard.
"No, no one else has touched me." I basically moaned my answer.
"Awww... You've been a good girl, just for me?" The bastard said smugly in a detectable condescending tone as his grip on my throat became tighter, making me look back at him. I nodded.
"

Good, because you belong to me. I don't like anyone touching what's mine." He was sucking the nape of my neck hard, clearly to leave another noticeable hickey, for everyone to see.

"Please, touch me." I begged shamelessly.
"I'm already touching you, baby." The bastard was teasing me. I could feel his throbbing cock pushing against my ass cheeks. It was sensational.
"Touch my pussy, please." I begged again.
"I'm such a sucker for your pleas, baby. I love it when you beg me to make you feel good." He whispered against my ear while placing butterfly kisses here and there.
"Please, make me feel good, baby." One word and his eyes turned dark with lust.
"Bend over!" He commanded.
"You have the prettiest ass, love. Makes me wanna fuck it so badly, ahhhh..." then in a ordering voice he continued.
"Spread your legs, like the good girl you are." He caressed my hair and placed a tender kiss on the back of my head, patting it slightly. His duality was killing me slowly. He forced his middle fingers into my mouth, fucking my tongue with them. After being satisfied enough, he pushed them roughly inside my pussy. My legs started to shake at the mere feeling of them. Then, his thumb found my clit as he started making circular motions putting a bit of pressure on it. My mind was completely high on him and just when I was trying to gain a bit of conscience back, I felt him insert another finger. Now I was totally done for.
"Gosh, it feels sooo good. I missed your fingers, baby." My horniness was letting unfilter words come out of me.
"I missed you, too, love. Now be good and take them. You're so wet that makes me wanna put my mouth on you and suck you dry." I knew I couldn't hold any longer.
"Kookie, you're making me cum!"
"No, hold it back! I didn't say you fucking could, did I?!" He ordered.
"I can't! Please, let me cum." I had lost all my self respect, at this point, and I was begging him for release.
"Do you think you deserve to cum?! No, baby, you deserve to be punished. For leaving me here, all alone. For taking my pussy away from me." He spanked my ass cheek, hard. The harder the hit, the harder the pressure made his fingers go deeper into my pussy, hitting the right spot. I was barely holding myself up as my knuckles went white holding tight to the edge of the vanity.
"Kookie, please, let me cum. I'm begging you. I'll be a good girl again. Please... I promise." I couldn't believe I was begging him like a whore. I was so desperate I decided to take matters into my own hands and make myself cum when I felt his strong hands grabbing mine in order to stop me.
"What you think you're doing, huh?! I thought you said you'll be my good girl again but you're behaving like a little slut chasing release when I clearly asked you not to." I was shaking and I started tearing up because it was becoming too much. He was still touching me but so slowly, keeping me on the edge, not allowing me to cum yet.
"You cum when I say you do. Don't you wanna please your master?! Now, beg me to make you cum. You're dripping all over my fingers like you have no shame at all. Tsk tsk tsk... " He started to work his fingers faster, making me scream.
"Please, make me cum. I wanna be your good girl again and cum all over your fingers."
"Cum for me, baby. Let me hear how you moan, just for me." My orgasm was hitting me in waves. I was moaning so loud I felt Jungkook's hand over my mouth suppressing it. Then, his hand was replaced by his mouth.
I couldn't believe our first kiss, after such a long time, had to be like this. His lips felt divine. I wanted to suck them so hard but, in that moment, he took his fingers out of my pussy and put them in his mouth. I smiled at the gesture because he always loved tasting me afterwards.
"Ahhhh...you taste amazing, my love. I've been craving this taste for so long. I feel like an addict getting his high back."
After I caught my breath a bit and we cleaned ourselves, we got out of the bathroom. We walked back to the garden, side by side, without uttering each other a single word. I knew I was doomed the moment I saw him that day, in his office, but I was under the illusion I could resist him this time around. He had torn my over-confidence to pieces in an instant. I feared for what was about to come next.

p.s: it's my first time writing smut
hope you liked it and I promise
to do a better job next time ;)